"Sei: The Kudzu snacks were so good I had two and a half bowls but seeing you eat 16 and a half bowls was disgusting. I sriously considered killing you.Okita: Youre horrible! Besides then Id bleed Kudzu snacks!Sei: NOO! STOP!!! I CAN SEE IT!! ILL HAVE NIGHTMARES!!"

"No, not out here." His intense voice sliced through air. "But I want you so much. I dont think I had anything to do with the thunder and lightning. Who knows? Your energy field is strong. Maybe were at the right place at the right time."I stared incredulously. He was serious, standing like a dream, beautiful and mesmerizing...and leaving me too soon."

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